I’ve had Ely Apple Day on my mind for a week. I blogged about it last week, full of enthusiasm with the memory of good dancing and good music on a day when it didn’t rain, even though it looked like it wanted to. I’d been looking forward to seeing the photos, but when we…
I was very bad last Saturday and totally forgot to attend a chat for members of the Macaronis. In my defence, my husband had come home with tickets to see the Demon Barber Roadshow, and after that everything else fled from my mind. Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t look at this picture without…
I’ve been incommunicado the past few days as I spent the weekend at the Whittlesey Straw Bear festival. Last year we went to this as spectators and it was mind and body numbingly cold but just so bizarre and amazing and fun that we determined to learn to morris ourselves. All year long I was…
Still laughing, hours later 🙂
A very Marian evening For the first time in what seems like several centuries, Andrew and I went out in the evening on Saturday, leaving the kids at home with a babysitter. We went to Ely Cathedral, where the Mediaeval Baebes were doing a concert. The Mediaeval Baebes are sort of the Spice Girls of…
